It was getting late and me and Luke were far from the hotel. I was going to to a hotel about 7 hours away. It wasn't that far but just far enough to escape. I leaned against the door. It was warm from the sun beating down on it.
Luke turned on the radio. He switched it to a cd. It was him and his band. "When'd you make this?" I questioned yawning a little. "This summer it's what we've been working on." He said. "You sound really good!" I squealed. "Thanks." He said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek. Man am I'm gonna mid him.
It was now night and we were gonna pull over to sleep. As we came to a stop I relaxed a bit. I slowly inched my way towards Luke, until I was up against his chest. We slowly drifted off.
I woke up to the sun in my eyes. I looked up at Luke. He was still driving. His quif was flattened by his hat, and his eyes were covered but sunglasses. I laid her in a blink 182 tanktop and high cut shorts. As I looked in the mirror I saw my hair, it was all messed up. By now my red tips were uneven and the brown part of my hair still wavy from the curls I put in yesterday. I grabbed the pony from my wrist and threw my hair into a messy bun. I leaned towards Luke and kissed his cheek.
"What's that for?" He smiled. "Cause I'm gonna miss you." I sighed. "Ya about that." He trailed off. "Luke, what are you up to?" I said in a high pitched voice. I crossed my arms. "Nothing I just want to see what your reaction would be." He smiled. "Oh" I laughed. Every stop sign and every red light I paused to take in what was happening.
As we came to a stop I looked at the tall building that stood before us. 'Summerfield police department'. "Luke what are we doing her." I said with fear and anger in my voice. "Just tell them what's wrong and they can handle it." Luke said grabbing my hand. "Luke you don't understand I'm still 17, so they'll have to put me in a home and I don't want that." I said my eyes starting to tear up. "So what, they'll actually love you." He said I could tell he was trying to make this a better situation. "Luke, it's not love, it's pitty, it's pitiful love, no one would want me and I don't want any one." I sighed. "Then just go with someone in your family." He suggested. "Luke no one in my moms family wants to see us and I can't go with any one on my dad's side cause that's just insane." I said feeling sadder than ever. "Trust me, it will be fine." He said as he squeezed my hand a little to comfert me. I looked up at him. I knew I could trust him.
As I walked in the police station I saw many people. People sitting in chairs, standing in millions of different lines all leading to different things, and people sitting at desks. I stepped onto a line that had a bored hanging above that read 'help desk'.
As I stood there I felt fear overcome my body. I could feel my hands sweating, my body shaking, and my stomach turning. "Luke I can't do this." I said pulling on his arm to leave. He pulled me back and kissed my cheek. "You have to." He whispered. I was mad that he was making me do this. Although I didn't understand, I mean I could just leave if I wanted to but for some reason I stayed. As we inched closer I felt worse. I was full blown panicking.
"How may I help you?" The desk lady moaned. I had no idea what to tell her. "We have a abuse report." Luke said confidently. How did he know what to call it. Or is he wrong. "Please go over to desk 24 and wait for a consultant." She sighed. I walked over and sat on a chair in front of the desk. Luke sat beside me. Then a tall man with blonde hair walked over.
"Luke how you doin?" The person spoke. "Good." He replied. I leaned over to Luke and whispered "how do you know him?" "Mia this is my uncle." Luke said gesturing towards his uncle. "Nice to meet you." The man said shaking my hand. "Nice to meet you to." I said shyly.
"So how may I help you guys today." Luke's uncle asked. I really felt awkward. I just met his uncle and now I have to tell him my life secret. I took a deep breath. "Well... my step mom abuses me and my dad doesn't know, but it fine really." I said starting to get up. Luke pulled my hand down, bringing the rest of me with it. "What's her name?" He asked starting to type. "Cindy Kinthrey." He looked at me then the computer. "By any chance is your fathers name Michel Kinthrey." He questioned with a surprising look. "Yea why?" I could feel my stomach drop.
"Are you aware that both of your parents are in jail for attempting murder?" As theses words rolled of of his tongue I could feel my body go limp. My head started to spin and my stomach was killing me. As I settled down it all started to confuse me. "What?" I asked holding back tears. "Well the report here says that Cindy stabbed a male with dark brown hair and brown eyes wearing a black t-shirt and ripped jeans, and supposedly Michel was apart of it." He said. Luke looked at me. I couldn't hold back my tears any more. "Calum." I screamed. I could feel eyes on me but i truly didn't care. "My - dad - was apart - of - it." I cried into Luke's chest. "Are you ok?" Luke's uncle asked. At this point I felt mad, mad at my dad and my life, and awkward, awkward that I was crying in front of guys and that Luke's uncle had to see me like this.
As I rode to the hospital I was having a mental breakdown. I looked back to see Austin sleeping. I took a deep breath and continued. I needed Mia right now.
I grabbed Austin and took him with me inside. As I went threw the automatic doors I felt so scared. Scared of what I was I was going to see. I mean I know that he was stabbed but last I saw him he passed out do to the loss of blood. The said he was going into shock.
As I opened his door room. I saw him laying there he was barely awake. There was an iv in his arm and monitors everywhere. I sat down in the chair next to him. "Hey." I said barely able to speak."I love you." He said grabbing my hand. I looked into his Hershey brown eyes. "I love you too." I said holding back tears. I don't know why I was sad, he was alive after all.
"They said I could I leave tomorrow." He said, his voice crackled. "That great!" I smiled. "Not really." He said looking away from me. "Why." I held my breath waiting for a response. "My mom is worried that something else gonna happen so she wants me to come home." He said fiddling with his fingers. "But you could so that you want to stay." I said hoping he would. "Katie just like you can't leave your dad I can't worry my mom." He said a tear steaming down his face. "But ... But I can't leave you." I said letting the tears roll down my face. "Then come with me." I smiled at the thought. "Ok." I said, regretting it afterwards.
"Luke what do I do." I said crying into his chest. "It's ok I'm here. "I love you Luke." I said looking up at him as he wiped away my tears. "Well there are a few steps, we need to find you a place to live, we need to file a report, well a couple of reports." Luke's uncle said, breaking the stare that Luke and I held.
I just really wanted this all to be over. I wish my dad was never in my life. I wish I met Luke earlier. I wish that I didn't bring everyone into this situation. I've hurt Calum, I left Katie, I was mad Luke for trying to help, I loved my dad. I wish I did none of those things. I looked back up at Luke. At this point my face was stained with tears, Luke's arms were wrapped around me, and I felt horrible.
"So since your gonna live with me your probably gonna need to get your stuff from your dad's house." Calum said with a frown/smile molded on his face. "All my stuff is at the cottage. Me and Mia figured we would run away, but then you guys came into our life." I said also holding a frown/smile. "Oh so you were gonna run away with Mia yet you didn't want to come live with me." He sad in a mad tone. I started to get worried that we were gonna fight, but then Cal started to laugh.
"Hey will come with me to go visit my dad, I'm going in about an hour?" Cal asked. "Cal, there not going to let you out of here for like another 3 days." I giggled. "No, no, my dad's still in the hospital, this hospital." He smiled. "Why is he at this hospital?" I asked confused. "Cause my mom moved up here so she could be near him and me while he's in critical condition." I nervously started to speak "Id love to."